Far away from here. There is sun and spring and green forever.

 

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Some snaps of the mist in my dad’s garden this afternoon. Sometimes I wish my hometown would burn to the ground and be replaced solely by trees. (Rochester excepted)

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Although mist is beautiful, I’m longing for Spring, and sunshine and fresh air, and the feeling of things getting going.

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